This is certainly the best definition of an would
be father-in-law by any youngster.

Well, this is not a definition on me. I am not antique. But as The Egg (my desi name
being Andey), I have often thought whether my life would make any admirable
subject for a biography. But recent happenings have put me on a rendezvous with
destiny --- my journey towards New Delhi. Onetime name of Delhi kingdom was
“Hastinapur”. So I commenced the journey: “Hastinapur naresh ki jai ho”. Long
live you eternal king of Hastinapur (read New Delhi).

Let me not examine now on who really is the
“king” of Delhi. In today’s setting – I have few contenders in mind. Me-Namo –
the World Tourist, pappu- the Rahul baba, Hon’ble Mandi House-Pragati Maidan
Tower and “towering learned clowns” and not forgetting some Idiot-box “smarties”
and their twitter-son Arvind bhai.

“Sahi pakde haen…..? (Have you caught the point
right)?

In the meantime, Indian journalism, politics and
five-learned “panchayats” have actually propelled me into this long series of
adventures. From Itanagar to Delhi!

In today’s world of fanciful eating, I am often
“jobless”. But nevertheless eventually I could come out of Arunachal Pradesh
hills and at last seem found my way towards Hon’ble Mandi House-Pragati Maidan
Tower.

Why this journey and what’s more about Arunachal
Pradesh?

Firstly, over the past many years – this northeastern
state bordering China has provided the most revealing story of failure in
governance.

Corruption of local neta class being one! The other of course – the
indifference of Hastinapur. My people in Arunachal Pradesh have been suffering
always but Towering Towers and learned panchayats had little to bother about.

As an “egg” – there came a catchy TV song: “Sunday
ho ya Monday – roz khae andey” . Doosri-Bahu also called Maneka tried to change
the theme once when she distorted Ramakrishna Paramhansa’s observations about
alcohol and threw one-liner: “Next time you take an egg, ask yourself it is you
who is eating the egg or it’s the egg which is eating you”.

Life is more than this philosophy for me! Life
often seems like a seamless chameleon!

“Main Zindagi ka saath nibhata chala…..I dealt
with life as it came !! Actor Devanand would have, however, put all his worries
into smoke rings!

But as an "egg" I have my worries as lakhs of those mortals think I should co-exist like me! To them I do make “economic sense” to those
who need nutrition but cannot afford vitamins. I make sense to those speedy
youngsters who have all the time for “what’app” but hardly the patience to slog
it out in the kitchen.

One such veteran egg-eater is blogger Nirendra Dev – who
finds me extremely useful when his wife is away!

Talk of the town is he has egg-omelete in break
fast, egg-curry in lunch and egg-boil in dinner!!

I also make sense to those Delhiites – who want to
make a right balance between “ghar me veg--- egg chalta hae” culture!

The Tower’s message
for Itanagar have been made a big fuss! Arunachal Pradesh will have a new Rule
Minister of hardly 36 years age! Mr NT mandated
to rule by “panchayats” have been removed by legislature party!

Is it blasphemy?

But the real
story from Mandi House-Pragati Maidan is different – the fable is understood by
some, cleverly avoided by a group which believes in RCR-Namo bashing --- one
way or the other!

“Stalin did not care in the slightest about the
national aspirations of the Azeris” – goes a line in 1946: The Making of the Modern World - by Victor
Sebestyen.

Pragati
Maidan building too seems to be walking on that treaded path! It loathed what came
from wisemen led by Jaitly sahib as “Accountability Bill”. Into the history
again - when Stalin thought any of his own subjects wanted autonomy, his first
instinct was to react with brutal repression.

“Typically,
his way of dealing with the ‘national question’ was to uproot entire ethnic
groups and transport them thousands of miles from their homeland to “into unfamiliar territory” and teach that “someone”
a lesson about nationhood and national duty.

That duty is
to ensure: there’s no word like accountability for some people in this world.

Remember
Somnath chatter—box jee ! He believed in “shame shame” outbursts when it came
to others; but when it came to his time to give up chair – he preferred to be
expelled than compromise striking deal with MMS. Media called it “cash for vote”!

I call it “egg
on the face” ! Please share some egg spots alongside Mandi House of Delhi.

In the name
of “Pride and Vanity” – I am an Egg from Arunachal Pradesh!

(Blogger’s
note: Religions grow old like trees unless reformed time to time – Bertrand Russel)

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Author of 'Rainbows and Misty Sky: Windows to North East India';
'HEART ALONE' (A collection of short stories), 'Modi to Moditva: An Uncensored Truth' and other books, 'Ayodhya: Battle for Peace' (2011) ‘Godhra – A Journey To Mayhem’ (2004) and ‘The Talking Guns: North East India’ (2008).